I still want to pretend after falling off the horse

[Why didn't my sister talk anymore, she's going to be stubborn. ]

Yang Yixin silently turned off the phone and went to the bathroom to wash his face.He can't be easily taken in by these girls, women's imagination is too scary.

But he couldn't help thinking about those pictures again and again.He had seen that kind of look before, when he was working part-time, he had seen a man go to the bar every night, chasing after a waiter's sister with this kind of look, and then the two of them got together.

Yang Yixin was in a state of confusion, he wasn't sure if Shang Yuan meant it, if it was true, what would he do, would he reject him like he rejected Zhuang Yuxie?

He rejected Zhuang Yuxie because he didn't like her, and because she had a difficult suitor, which would bring a lot of trouble, and he hated trouble.

What about Shangyuan?

"What do you think?"

Yang Yixin was taken aback by the sudden appearance of Shang Yuan, "You, why are you here?"

"get out of class is over, what's the matter with you, the fever hasn't subsided yet?" Shang Yuan saw his absent-minded face, and reached out to touch his forehead.

Yang Yixin hadn't recovered from the shock yet. Seeing him approaching, he hid back like a stress reaction, and then touched his forehead to hide it, "The fever subsides, and the headache doesn't hurt anymore."

Shang Yuan squinted his eyes to see his expression, then approached to pull his hand away, and pressed his palm to his forehead forcibly, "You can't feel it yourself."

Yang Yixin couldn't retreat, he sat stiffly, his neck bowed, his ears were red again.

"The fever has indeed subsided." Shang Yuan withdrew his hand, but his eyes fell on his ears, which meant a lot for a while.

"It's all said to quit, but I still don't believe it." Yang Yixin lifted the quilt and leaned over to put on his shoes, never daring to meet Shang Yuan's eyes, and lowered his head and said, "Go back and study by yourself at night."

Shang Yuan sat beside him and watched his reaction, he understood something in his heart, and said, "I have something to tell you."

Yang Yixin was stunned for a moment, thinking that the big thing is not good, the development of the matter may be out of control, and he hasn't figured out how to deal with it yet!

"I……"

At this critical juncture, Shang Yuan's phone vibrated suddenly, he clicked his tongue, and turned his head to answer the phone outside.Yang Yixin breathed a sigh of relief, and sneaked away from the door while Shang Yuan turned around.

Shang Yuan couldn't ask any more questions when he returned to class, and he also had an evening self-study time to figure out how he would deal with this situation.Escaping is shameful but useful.

However, Shang Yuan did not return to class for the whole evening self-study, and Yang Yixin was annoyed for a class. The three-good student who didn't play with mobile phones finally couldn't help but take out his mobile phone during the break, and saw the text message sent by Shang Yuan.

"I have something to do at home, I'm leaving first."

If there is something to do at home, they should go to Shang Yinxiao's. I don't know how the father and son will quarrel. There is a high probability that Shang Yuan has not been in the mood to talk about such things in the past few days.Yang Yixin felt lucky.

Yang Hong called the head teacher to ask for leave, and went to the merchant's villa after picking up Shangyuan.As soon as Shang Yuan got into the car, he asked, "Where is my grandpa?"

Yang Hong said: "At Mr. Shang's house, Mr. Shang put off his evening work and stayed with him all the time."

Shang Yuan sneered: "He still has the face to meet my grandpa."

"Master, Mr. Shang also intends to make amends. After so many years, he has been very guilty. You should understand his feelings."

"Is he worthy? If it wasn't for my grandfather's poor memory, he would have been drowned in spittle." In the matter of satirizing Shang Yinxiao, Shang Yuan definitely used the meanness he had learned all his life.

His grandma died early, and his grandpa suffered from Alzheimer's disease.Except for Shang Yuan himself, no one can remember what Shang Yinxiao did, no one hates him and condemns him, allowing him to live with peace of mind.Why?

"Uncle Yang, you said grandpa would react if he knew that his daughter was killed by this man?"

Yang Hong's expression changed. When Mrs. Zhao died, Mr. Zhao used a cane to break a rib of Mr. Shang. Mr. Zhao had dementia and couldn't remember anything. Every time he mentioned this matter later, it was like the first time. Knowing that, he beat Mr. Shang in grief and indignation, but Mr. Shang never hid, and was injured several times.

He said that Mr. Shang felt guilty, which is by no means false.

Yang Hong earnestly said: "Master, please don't do this."

Shang Yuan looked out of the window and didn't speak again.

The merchant's villa was brightly lit, and Shang Yuan hadn't been back for many years, and he felt both familiar and strange when he entered the door.

On the day of his mother's death, Shang Yuan had a big fight with him. The stair railings smashed with vases had been repaired, and the broken furniture had been replaced with new ones.

An old man with gray hair was sitting facing Shang Yinxiao, sitting on the sofa and looking at Shang Yuan who entered the door, with confusion in his eyes, "Who are you?"

"Grandpa, I'm Shang Yuan." Shang Yuan walked to him and knelt down.

Looking down from this angle, Mr. Zhao remembered a little bit, and asked in confusion: "Didn't Shang Yuan go to kindergarten?"

"I've grown up, and now I'm in the third year of high school." Shang Yuan patiently explained.

Mr. Zhao couldn't believe it yet, so the butler of the Zhao family behind him said, "Look, does he look like Miss Ming Jing?"

"Oh..." Hearing that Mr. Zhao pulled him up, he looked at him from top to bottom, his expression gradually became agitated: "It looks like a bright mirror, and also like Xiaoshang."

Shang Yuan smiled without saying a word, comforted him and sat down and looked back at Shang Yinxiao.

"Let's have a meal together when we come back." Shang Yinxiao said.

Shang Yuan didn't want to have dinner with him, but seeing that his grandfather was in good spirits, he didn't want to spoil his mood, so he sat down to talk to him.

"Xiao Yuan, why hasn't your mother come back yet?" Zhao Min looked towards the door, "It's getting dark, how dangerous it is for her to be outside as a girl."

The root of Shang Yuan's tongue was bitter, and the pain in his heart was beyond words. He looked at Shang Yinxiao again, and Shang Yinxiao turned his head away from speaking, as if he was ready to meet Zhao Min's anger after Shang Yuan told the truth.

Shang Yuan sneered, but said: "My mother has something to come back at night."

He could say it to turn the world upside down tonight, but he didn't want grandpa to hear another bad news and suffer another grief.Zhao Mingjing is Zhao Min's old daughter, whom she regards as a treasure.It is too cruel for the old man to ask him to learn the news of his daughter's death again and again, and to forget and be mentioned again and again.

It was Shang Yinxiao who should be punished, only one person.

The meal was delicious, Zhao Min was the only person at the table who was happy, he kept asking Shang Yuan how he was doing, knowing that he had good grades, he was very happy.

In the middle of the meal, the old man suddenly put down his chopsticks, stood up and walked out. Shang Yuan asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Min hurriedly looked for shoes to change, mumbling something: "It's getting late, Ming Jing is leaving school, so I won't tell you, I'm going to pick up my daughter from school!"

Shang Yuan stared at him blankly.The housekeeper of the Zhao family stopped him in time and explained skillfully: "You forgot? She went to sleep at a classmate's house today and won't come back."

"Not coming back? Which classmate? Male classmate and female classmate?" Zhao Min asked.

"Female classmate, her best friend, you know."

"Oh, is it that classmate named Hu?"

"Yes, it's her."

The housekeeper coaxed him back with a few words, obviously very good at dealing with the old man's sudden memory confusion.Seeing Zhao Min like this, Shang Yuan felt bad and couldn't eat anymore, so he said to Shang Yinxiao: "You guys eat, I'll wait for you in your study."

Shang Yinxiao watched him go upstairs and sighed silently.

Entering Shang Yinxiao's study room is undoubtedly changing from one oppressive environment to another.There was a photo on the bookshelf, Shang Yuan took it down and looked at the woman inside.

The young Zhao Mingjing, with bright eyes and bright teeth, stood on the lawn in a floral skirt, leaning against the railing and smiling at the camera.The breeze blew her skirt, and she held the brim of her hat with her hand, her movements were graceful.

In Shang Yuan's memory, Zhao Mingjing is always young, loves to travel and play, every year he does not leave home for a period of time to travel, always brings some strange gifts when he comes back, and forces Shang Yuan to wear her to buy pink t-shirt.

She is like a child who can't grow up, she will act like a baby when she messes up anything, even to Shang Yuan.But Shang Yuan was injured in a fight at school, and she was the first one to rush to school to argue.She always said, "My son doesn't fight for no reason, and I trust him."

Some people used to talk about her loving mother as a loser, but she didn't care, so Shang Yuan worked hard to become better, determined not to let her down.It's a pity that no matter how hard he tried, she couldn't see it.Shang Yuan was at a loss for a long time, unable to find the meaning of his efforts to become better.

And Shang Yinxiao hardly participated in his childhood, he was always busy, never at home, and he didn't fulfill many responsibilities as a father and husband.Despite this, Zhao Mingjing still loves him, and Shang Yuan doesn't understand where her unending love and dependence come from.

He was stranger to Shang Yinxiao since he was a child, and it was difficult to say a few words when he had a good relationship. After Zhao Mingjing died, he remembered that he still had a family and a son, and wanted to exercise his father's rights.How ridiculous, obviously he was the one who betrayed the family first.

Shang Yinxiao pushed the door open, sat on the sofa and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Shang Yuan touched the photo and said, "Don't see my grandpa in the future."

"He's coming today. And he's my dad, so I have the right to see him."

"Aren't you guilty?" Shang Yuan showed him the photo: "Killed my mother, you still dare to call my grandpa dad, aren't you guilty?"

Shang Yinxiao's expression changed, "Put the photo back!"

"You know she doesn't want to stay here." Shang Yuan's hand holding the photo frame trembled slightly, staring at the man in front of him.

Shang Yinxiao stared closely at Zhao Mingjing in the photo, and her words that day sounded in his mind: "I can't accept it, and I don't want to hear your explanation! Shang Yinxiao, why are you doing this to me?! I don't want to stay with you ,go away!"

Yes, she didn't want to stay here, she said it herself, she hated him until she died.

"Put the photo down." Shang Yinxiao stood up.

Shang Yuan didn't give it to him, "You only know regret when you lose it. Why didn't you think about it when you cheated?"

"What do you know?! Put down the photo!" Shang Yinxiao yelled angrily.

"What do I know? I know you slept with another woman, I know that woman came to show off to my mother, and I know that my mother broke down and got into a car accident because of a fight with you! Do you want to hear more details? ?! I can tell you everything!”

Shang Yinxiao grabbed it with his hands, but Shang Yuan suddenly became angry and bumped his head on the nose!Shang Yinxiao staggered, covered his nose and felt blood on his hand.He wasn't used to it either, he swung his fist at Shang Yuan and smashed it!

During the two conflicts between father and son, Shang Yuan bumped into the desk, and the things on the desk scattered all over the floor. His wrist hit the corner of the desk, and the photo frame flew out of his hand and fell to the ground. The glass surface shattered with a "click".

This made the two of them calm down for an instant, and they both turned their heads to look at the photo frame on the ground. The broken glass pressed the photo, and Zhao Mingjing in the photo seemed to be broken too, with hideous cracks pressing on her face, distorting her bright smile.

Shang Yinxiao was panting, with mottled blood on his white collar, he said, "What do you want me to do, what should I do?! Suicide to pay for her life? It's not like I haven't thought about it."

Shang Yuan touched the broken corner of his mouth, "I look forward to your action."

After he finished speaking, he stepped on the messy floor and walked out. When he got to the sofa, he suddenly saw a book that fell on the ground and was spread out.

The familiar handwriting on the notebook reads: On Monday, in the morning, Shangyuan did two sets of papers, one set of mathematics and one set of physics, all full marks.In the afternoon, I wrote the physics competition questions.Everything is normal today, I didn't go to the Internet.